False Note

Oh, lovely, lovely songbird mine,
Your golden voice was once so fine
And I often reflect on that wistful time
When your lyric and song were both sublime
Now your verse is heavy and old
Your soaring falsetto distant and cold
Bring back that raw, emotion-filled age
When you were young and coming out of your cage

Awash in music

I can't take the sound
The music that washes me in sin
The lyrics that inspire all that I imagine
And the voice that tells me I can win
Until I can look into your eyes
And keep from falling over
The notes will always sting
Imagining you with another lover